Connecticut is warm these days. OK, hot. It’s ten minutes to six, I’ve done my tai chi, and already the apartment is unseasonably uncomfortable. Welcome to the new normal. After I did tai chi, I put the second air conditioner (left by my neighbors upstairs, when they moved out) into the window. I didn’t turn it on yet — there was a squirrel on the porch staring aghast at me through the open window. What are you doing? his expression seemed to say. You’re a druid… you don’t need air conditioners…
Practice was fine — neither good, nor bad. I’m intensifying my practice at one point or area because I keep messing up — the section from Stand Like Tree all the way to False Close. I keep losing my balance in there, or leave out a movement or two. It’s annoying, but the only way to fix it is to concentrate on that section for a while.
As noted in an entry late last night, I’ve been blogging for more than four years on WordPress. But I keep finding entries that demonstrate that I’ve been at it for a lot longer than that — the fact that I keep finding entries from 2003 and 2002 suggests that I’ve been doing this a lot longer than I think I have: not always usefully. Ah well.
It’s also the case that I’ve been doing tai chi, off and on, for a lot longer than I think I have. I learned my base forms in 1997-1999, and I’ve been practicing haphazardly up until about fourteen months ago. How long will I keep going?